Well, I Guess She Told Me

Amelia is in a much better mood this morning, but that doesn't mean she is taking it easy on me...

Me: You're so silly.
Amelia: Noo, I'm not silly.
Me: You're probably the silliest person I know.
Amelia: I'm not silly! I'm smart!
Me: Silly doesn't mean you aren't smart. You can be silly AND smart at the same time.
Amelia: That doesn't even make sense! Are you kidding me?!?

She's Fiery

I love Amelia. I really, really, really love her. She's one of my favorite people on the planet. But, holy crap can she really throw down when she gets a wild hair. That fiery nature is part of what I enjoy about her. I think it makes her have quite the personality. That said, when she decides to use her powers for evil, look out below. She threw a 2 hour tantrum tonight that included yelling, crying, asking for other relatives, kicking the dog, claiming Everett put his foot on her, and refusing to look at me while I tried to get her to calm down. We threatened life, limb, poverty, and loneliness. It essentially amounted to nothing. As a parent, all you can do is try to be patient, try to teach your children when to use their stubborn inner wild, and pray they don't turn out to be the next Lindsay Lohan.

Must Be Nice...

Now that Ev is old enough to give kisses (a.k.a. slobber all over your face), it is very easy to get one from Amelia. All you have to do is pretend to give him some affection and attention and she comes running to get in on the action. Jealousy has its underrated advantages.

  

Thank You

Amelia made a Thank You picture for someone today. I told her the letters that spell out the words "Thank" and "You" and she wrote them (which I didn't really know she could do). I'm not sure how well 3 year-olds should be able to write, but I was pretty impressed. Sure, the K looks like a crazy E and the Y looks a bit like a T, but get off her back, you animals, she did the best she could and I'm proud.

Farmer

Amelia is quite the little farmer. She grew these potatoes in a little area next to her plastic house in the back yard. She is very proud of her green thumb. Apparently, the key to being a good farmer is following these 3 easy steps - 1) Let your Grandpa plant potatoes in your yard. 2) Pray your Dad's irrigation system waters them from time to time. 3) Do nothing else besides look cute while helping plant and pull them.

Father's Day

Today was a wonderful Father's Day full of love, family, and fun. However, my favorite part of the day was this list Amelia made for me... ...despite the fact that I don't know where she got some of the ideas...such as "carrotts" (also known as carrots)... you just can't hear your daughter say she loves you because your her best friend enough.

I Win!

For possibly the first time ever, I outlasted Amelia on a busy day. We ate, we shopped, we played in the pool. However, by the end of the night, she was passed out on the couch. It is tough enough to get Amelia to eventually fall asleep in her bed...she never passes out early. Sadly, this small victory is enough for me these days.